This is my own episode called "iGo To the Movies" and it may very well be my surprise for iDate A Bad Boy is moved forward. I was soooo disappointed we didn't meet Sam's mom in iFight. PSSH! Please review, criticism welcome. And iMay Delete This Soon... PS, idancex33- if you are reading this and see the word "Wrestle" continue iWorkout. Please, for me?
~obsessive-elphaba
"Yeah, I was wondering the same thing." David laughed, smiling. "I thought you guys hated each other."
Think Puckett, think! "Umm..." Think... think... think... BRAIN BLAST! "Carly, I lied about being late with the food. I was actually..." Freddie gave me a warning look, which I shot back with an you-already-crossed-the-line glare. "Giving dorko a wedgie. That's why he was late."
"In the closet?" Carly looks so confused.
"Where else would the dork hide?" I shout, nearly all my irritant nature seeping through my teeth.
"So you guys were wrapped around each other..."
"Wrestling." Freddie answers faster than he should.
"And you didn't tell me because..."
"You want us to tell you every fight we have?" I snap. "Just don't let it happen again, Fredjerk." I walk downstairs.
Freddie is soon with me, Carly left alone upstairs. "Hey, are you mad at me?" He asks.
"Uh, YEAH!" I snap. "You nearly ruined our secret!"
"Sorry." Freddie looks down like a puppy dog that lost his steak. His sweet juicy steak...
"Just don't let it happen again." He smiles sheepishly.
"So... you wanna get a smoothie?"
"No." I shake my head.
"No?" He asks.
"I don't want you to buy my love." Did I really just say love? Gross! Freddie raises an eyebrow. "That means no buying me food to avoid something."
Freddie nods. "Okay..." Then he smiles. "Can I still take you to the movies tonight?"
"Ham yeah!" I say.
"Good." He says and kisses me. It feels weird to be... out in public like this. And at my best friend's house making out? NOT in the coat closet? It's weird, but I don't break away until...
"OH MY GOD!" That loud screaming shocked what-the-heck-just-happened voice.... I pull away to see Spencer making his usual face to fit that voice.
"Heya... Spence." Freddie salutes sheepishly.
"Spencer." I nod.
Spencer on the other hand says, "What the- were you just- WHAT IS GOING ON?!" And some other stuff that I will not post.
"It's a long, complicated story." Freddie rubs the back of his head.
"You won't tell anyone, right?" I say.
But before the "adult" can finish Freddie pulls me out the door. "Great! Thanks, Spence!" Freddie calls. I laugh and run to the elevator. Mrs. Benson enters the elevator we had been in. Freddie quickly removes his arm from my waist and moves away.
"Erm, Mom, what are you doing..."
"Out?" I finish. It is rather unusual for her to be here.
"Freddie Benson, where are you going? Why aren't you applying your anti-tick lotion?
"Here we go again." I groan. We're never gonna get out of here!
"Mom, I don't have ticks!" He sighed. "Let's go." Freddie nods in my direction.
"Where are you two going?" Of course...
"Groovy Smoothie." I lie.
"Alone?"
"Carly is already there." Freddie responds too quickly.
"Then why aren't you with her now?"
"Cuz... she left earlier."
"I was on the toilet." I say. That should be a reasonable excuse for her. Would work for me.
Freddie turns to me, a look of disgust in his face, but his eyes tell me he's amused. "Come on, Mom. We have to get off on this floor."
"You mind if I... hang with you guys? You think it would be tight if I just chilled." I smirk at Freddie for a split second then quickly beg him to change her mind. Mama needs some lip action here.
"Umm, why don't you join us another time? It would be much more... convenient!" He smiles a bit.
"What do you mean 'convenient?'" I really hope this doesn't last too long...
"Ugh!" I groan, grab the dork's arm and drag him away. He might not be able to ditch his mom like that, but I can. We walk slowly to the movie theater. "What are we gonna see?" I feel so awkward. This is our first whole public appearance. If anyone we know saw us, I would die; he would die, and then everyone else would die eventually.
"What looks good?" He says, probably hoping I won't pick that horror movie that just came out.
"How about 'Bigger Dipper?'" I ask, pointing at the poster.
"That's a romantic comedy." He gives me a look, knowing full well that's not my type of film.
But, like I said, I was desperate for some making out, and it's really hard to do that in "Buried In Blood." And, I guess I'll be nice and let Fredward have his way for once. "I know that." I shrug.
He gives me one more confused look before we walk to the ticket counter. "Two tickets to 'Bigger Dipper,' please." Freddie says in one of his suck up polite voices. I suppress a chortle at how stupid a thought that was. Freddie polite? Yeah right!
"That'll be $15." We pay, get our (my) food and drinks and head to the theater.
Normal POV
Carly Shay sat in the theater with Wendy. It was really coincidental how she would call right after Freddie and Sam left. The two both wanted to see that movie "Bigger Dipper" they thought it would be great fun to watch together. Halfway through the movie, Wendy nudged Carly and whispered, "Isn't that Sam and Freddie?" She pointed to a pair near the front.
"It looks like them." Carly squinted to get a better view. Wait a minute... it looked like Freddie had his arm around Sam? Was she seeing this right?
"Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Wendy asked.
"I think so..." Carly muttered. She wished she had binoculars, because right now, her two best friends appeared to be lip locking. Luckily the movie was just ending so the vision was on and off blocked by people.
"Let's go see!" Wendy ran down to the front.
Freddie's POV
I was enjoying this. What's more fun than lying to your mom, watching a good movie, and making out with your girlfriend - and in public? Nothing, at least that's what I was thinking. I was in heaven then I fell off Cloud Nine and turned away. "What?" Sam asked, obviously annoyed.
"Left." I hissed, right before zipping out of that theater, with no intentions of stopping.
Sam's POV
I am so pissed at Wendy right now. She totally ruined my make out time. I smile awkwardly. Hey, Wendy."
"Hi, Sam?" Carly appears behind her.
"Why were you kissing Freddie?" Wendy was bubbly.
"Ew! Why would I kiss Freddie?" I shiver in disgust. I knew it was too early to go public. I mean, we've been going out for nearly a week. How dumb are we, thinking we can fly under the radar after so little time.
"We saw you kissing him, just now." Carly looked up. "It's okay if you did."
"Gross! Not in a million years!" I shout. "That wasn't Freddork." They look confused. "That was... Damian. He's my boyfriend." I force my cheeks to redden.
"Damian?" Wendy asked, skeptical.
"He goes to another school. I didn't tell you guys because he's not the coolest of guys..." I'm not lying. He's not the coolest, and I don't know Freddie's middle name - maybe it's Damian.
"Why did he run off like that?" Carly asked.
"He... had to go." I offer.
"Can we meet him?" Wendy asked.
"No!" I answer too quickly. "He's not the best with words. He hates people, if you can believe it." I chuckle. "And he's not the best at speaking English..."
"Wow, Sam. Why are you dating him then?" Carly asks.
"It's complicated." I nod, unsure of myself. Damian. The name fits well.
"Well, okay. We were just wondering." Carly says. Wendy looks disappointed. "Well, we'll let you and Damian finish up your date." Carly smirks, knowing how much I hate that word.
"Thanks." I mutter, evidently sickened. Carly and Wendy giggle and leave.
I sigh and wait for Freddie to enter the theater again. "Close call." He sighs from behind me.
I nearly jump. "Yeah." I nod. "Have I introduced you to my boyfriend Damian?"
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Yup, it's short, but alas, gets rid of the cliffy. Damian will be a big part of this story. :o) REVIEW IT OR SCREW IT! Tell me if I should keep this up because it is losing it's touch :( Jimmy Neutron and iCarly is not mine
~obsessive-elphaba
